A FIRST TIME MEETING: KEVIN DEREK VS. RAFAEL VEGA

Kevin winces with the blows to his back but keeps his grin through it.  Knowing that pain is temporary and a sign that Rafael is now feeling the full effects of his inescapable finisher.

“SHHH .. Easy there bud .. it’s almost over”

Watching as the dark brazilian eyes that he is staring down into go glassy and start to close.  Kevin’s laced legs and coiled arms just stay tightly flexed and steady.  Letting the pressure points of the hold and time do all the work now as he waits it out on top of the sexy, muscled body under him.

Rafael's last fist smacks into Kevin's back as his eyes start to close, fighting unconsciousness as best he can. His legs give out and allow Kevin to fully stretch him out while his arm slips off and tumbles to the mat. It seems like Kevin has beaten him and the ref kneels down to start a count by grabbing his wrist and lifting his arm up. It drops to the mat and the ref starts to count when Rafael comes back one last time with a surprise last ditch effort, banking on Kevin letting his guard down when he first "played dead'.

Unfortunately for him, the fumes his engines running on are not gonna be enough to save him from this predicament. His resistance is only good for another few seconds before it sputters out again. Rafael's last act of defiance is to stick his middle finger up and smush the gesture against the side of Kevin's face before the smother-sleeper-grapevine genuinely puts him out and he grows still. The referee waits a moment longer this time just to be sure that Rafael's out cold this time.

"ONE!"

Shaking his head up and down in a ‘YES’ motion when the ref starts to check Rafael the first time. Kevin knows this match is over.

“UNNGHH .. NO YOU DON’T”

His body still tight but going full flex again in response to the “death surge” his opponent pulled out of no where then goes quiet again.

“DAMN stud … you are a fighter”

Giving up some respect for Rafael as the ref call out ….

“TWO”

Kevin slow grinds on top of the trapped guy sleeping peacefully now under him hoping he’ll remember the sensation long after this match.

”THREE!”

The ref calls the match as Rafael’s hand drops limply to the mat for the final count. Kevin wins his second point and claims the best two of three falls match as the victor.

Meanwhile Rafael snoozes into Kevin’s palm as he lies there sweaty and KOed. Not the best performance he could have wished for, but he’d still be proud of having taken the first round by storm. He could still spin that much and save some face on social media. Aside from the shame of having lost, another feeling to contend with would be his massive hard-on raging in his right little shorts thanks to Kevin and his continual grinding even after he’d been KO’ed.

Kevin’s arms and legs relax their flex as the ref calls for the bell.  His muscled body stays in place on top of the now peacefully sleeping Brazilian muscle stud while he unlocks him limbs and raises his head up.

“Hey Instagram Girl …. Wanna close up?”

Yelling at the girl Rafael posed with at the beginning of the match and motioning her into the ring.  A big grin on his face as she follows his instructions and joins them a few seconds later.

“Tag your boi for me would ya?  #Naptime #Rematch”

Kevin shifts his body to the right side and props up on an elbow to smile for Rafael’s fans on social.  His left leg slides over to keep his calf covering his opponents bulge … half to keep contact and half to hide it our of new found respect for him.

WINNER:  KEVIN DEREK